[Penciled in on top of Scan 1] [Jan 23,1862]

     Dear Brother Edward
I thot I must try and write
you a few lines to let
you know that we ar well
and hope those few lines 
Will find you the Same
& the rest of the Boys the same
well Ed we thot those [crossed out] [likne]
likeness war [illegible] was glad
to get them and I want you to
send me more we want you to 
write how your [two words illegible]
well you must write me a long
letter & tell all the Boys to
write we should like to see
youall & hope that we Shall 
you must keep up good curig
& we ma all mete [crossed out] [again] A gain
We had a leter from James
& he wrote that he [crossed out] [well] was
well & he has been in one

battle thar was three cild &
the [burnold?] was wounded I hope
this war will Soon bee too
an end you seen Samul & 
had a goo time I Should think 
Sam was to bad too get maried
and go off and leave her you
will not doo so will you Ed
we got a leter from Henry
this week & one from Sam &
one from James that war well
we went a lector lastnite & got
you likeness evry body thot tha
was nice well you sed that
your diner gaze you the back dore
trot it must been so thing [wise?]
well I must write somthing a
bout the childran Door sase that
he wates to bee a solger france
Sase that Ed is [wa?] off the
baby cant say up stairs yet but
she is smart well Ed that is
[two words illegible] Martin was just in

hear & took a look at you She
sed to you to keep a stiff uperlip
I mustnot write any thing a bout
the girls this time I canot
think of any more to write
at presant So good by
     I haze forgoten to teel you
the babys name James Sent home
he Sed let it be colb Mary Eliza
this is all at presant So good
by from your Sister
	Eliza Dickerman

	      the
	Jan 28 1862
      Dear [illegible letter] Edward
you dont know how P pleased we
wer with those likenesses they pay a
thousand times for the dinner glad
to see you all looking so finely I hope
this accursid war will soon be ended &
you will be permited to return to your
friends once more. pleas give my love
to the Boys & except ashare for yourself
		from your loving Mother

write often be sure & rout the Rebels